Phalaenopsis

Plant a golden seed,

And the universe will find it, shape it.

It will glow and liquify and taste as sweet as honey.

Attraction beating at it's centre, roots begin to form.

Watching from your window, you'll see sprouts of love 

Tearing up the ground.

Breaking through the surface.

And your conservation will pull such life toward the sky.

Plant a golden seed, and check the label:

This will give you all you need.

Love extracting, like water being lifted from a well.

Anger burned away, in a fire that killed the hell.

Hell

You brought a storm,
When I had found my happiness.

You took it away from me,
you made me miserable.

You left me constantly waiting and disappointed.
And you said the words "I love you."
But in the end they weren't what you meant.

You took away my sun,
You stole it.

You made me feel worthless.
You threw me away.

And now I'm lost.
I'm fucking lost.

I have built up so much hate.
I don't know how to forgive you.
But I know it's what I need to do to let go.

I can't right now because I saw all the warning signs,
and I chose to ignore them.

You left me disappointed not only in you, but myself.
I hate you. And  I wish I could yell those words at you.

You don't deserve anything you wish for.
You only deserve misery. And hell.

I hope you fucking go to hell.